The two of them were holding hands, side by side, regardless of their identities, just like the most ordinary lovers.
The villa is located in the suburbs, so the environment is naturally better than that in the city center, and it is also very quiet.
The tree-lined path is lined with dead trunks of plane trees on both sides, and there is a thick layer of dead leaves piled up on both sides of the road.
Stepping on it made a rustling sound, and the two of them just walked along without saying a word. Occasionally they would look back and look at each other with a smile. The atmosphere was indescribably harmonious and warm.
…
At this moment, in the huge room, except for the sound of the washing machine, there was no noise.
Ning Xiaotong was wearing loose house clothes, standing next to the washing machine, staring blankly at the shirt in her hand.
Soft fabric, snow-white color, but now there is a bright red printed on the collar on the back of the neck.
It was obviously a lip mark, but I never used lipstick, or in other words, I never acted so intimately with Han Shaoqi.
During this period of time, Han Shaoqi was too abnormal.
At this moment, there were actually another woman's lip prints on the shirt.
And last night, he even refused to fulfill his obligations as husband and wife.
The reason was still the same as the previous few times, saying that I was busy with work and physically tired.
But who can tell me why there are woman’s lip marks on my shirt even though I am very tired?
Ning Xiaotong began to doubt Han Shaoqi's deep love for her again.
If you love someone, why would you leave yourself alone at home while there are traces of another woman on his own collar?
Seeing Han Shaoqi's figure coming down from upstairs, still yawning, her eyes began to twinkle.
Han Shaoqi rubbed his sleepy eyes and saw Ning Xiaotong staring straight at him with a serious look on his face. He couldn't help but ask, "Xiaotong, what's wrong?"
Ning Xiaotong shook her head hurriedly, put away the abnormal look on her face, and said with a smile, "Nothing, I just want to ask you if you can come back early tonight and have a meal with you. We haven't been together for a long time.
time to eat."
"Xiaotong, I..." Han Shaoqi was trying to find a reason to refuse, but he saw Ning Xiaotong with her eyes lowered and her head lowered, tightly clutching the clothes in her hands.
I suddenly couldn't say the words of rejection, "Okay."
Hearing the uncertainty in Han Shaoqi's voice, Ning Xiaotong thought that Han Shaoqi would refuse this time, but she didn't expect that Han Shaoqi actually agreed.
Surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Whatever dish you want to eat, I'll cook it for you."
After casually naming a few dishes, Ning Xiaotong put the clothes in the washing machine and went to prepare them happily.
Looking at Ning Xiaotong's leaving figure, Han Shaoqi's narrowed eyes flashed with a hint of complexity.
Everything Ning Xiaotong did for herself was seen.
However, that is based on the premise of losing memory. If one day Ning Xiaotong regains her memory and knows the truth of all this, Han Shaoqi can't imagine what the result will be.
As for Sun Yao, every time he sees her smile, his heart can't help but fly to her.
I told Sun Yao to give herself some time, but after so long, I still didn't have a clue.
Han Shaoqi also knew that it would not be good to drag it on like this, but neither side could let go.
I called Sun Yao and said, "Hello, Xiaoyao."
"Shaoqi, have you arrived yet?" Huangfu's excited voice came from the other side.
He didn't want to disappoint Sun Yao, but he had already promised Xiaotong, "Xiaoyao, I'm sorry, I'm temporarily busy."
"Oh." There was a hint of loss in the voice, but it returned to normal in an instant.